Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 621: Chapter 621: The Feast Begins, Brilliant Lights (1st Update)

Mountain Sea Sect’s detached courtyard.

Gong Wunian served the Ziwei Divine Child to dress with a wooden expression.

The once powerful head sister of the Mountain Sea Sect, who had held great authority, had now completely fallen into servitude as a concubine.

The Ziwei Divine Child, looking at himself in the bronze mirror with his tall crown and wide belt, his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, couldn’t help but nod in satisfaction. Then, without turning his head, he said,

“Serving me, you seem to be rather unwilling?”

Upon hearing this, Gong Wunian’s body slightly shivered, and then she bowed her head and spoke softly, “Wunian dares not.”

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“The thing women should learn most is to submit to the powerful, not to flaunt their little cleverness, which only makes them appear foolish. Do you understand?” the Ziwei Divine Child said indifferently.

Gong Wunian, bowing her head, her complexion slightly pale, whispered in response, “Yes!”

“I am fairly satisfied with you. As long as you serve me well, or give birth to my offspring, I might even consider taking you back to the Starry Realm and making you a high and mighty Divine Consort!”

Having said that, the Ziwei Divine Child then turned around to look at Gong Wunian.

Unexpectedly, he didn’t see a trace of excitement on Gong Wunian’s face.

This, without a doubt, infuriated him.

Powerful star power instantly bound Gong Wunian tightly and suspended her in midair.

“Despicable woman, it is your honor to serve such a powerful deity as myself. What right do you have to put on airs?”

As the Ziwei Divine Child spoke, ropes made of star power suddenly tightened, and a clicking sound emerged from Gong Wunian’s body. Those were the sounds of bones groaning under intense pressure, revealing their burden.

Pain surfaced on Gong Wunian’s face, yet she still did not cry out for mercy.

The originally dignified face of the Ziwei Divine Child became twisted with ferocity.

Just then, the respectful voice of Fan Dingtian came from outside.

“Divine Child, the carriage is ready. Shall we depart now?”

Hearing this, the Ziwei Divine Child’s expression immediately returned to normal, and the star power vanished.

Gong Wunian fell from midair onto the ground.

Afterwards, the Ziwei Divine Child said indifferently, “Let’s leave now.”

Having spoken, he turned and left the room.

Supporting herself on the ground with her hand, Gong Wunian’s eyes brimmed with tears, and beneath her wide robes, her once delicate body was riddled with hideous scars.

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Luofu City.

In a luxurious inn.

Leng Junxie stood by the window, fiddling with a piece of pitch-black ancient jade, looking up at the streaks of light sweeping across the night sky.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“The Shura Tribe, the Buddha’s Land, and all the major Sects have all arrived; it sure is lively!”

As he said this, he gently caressed the ancient jade in his hand, “I can feel it, you are thirsting for slaughter. Don’t worry; the Demon Race shall ultimately reign supreme.”

As if responding to his words, a faint roar from the Demon Race echoed from within the ancient jade.

Leng Junxie chuckled lowly, his body gradually transforming into a mist of darkness, disappearing into the night.

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Scenes like this were unfolding everywhere.

Yet discerning individuals had noticed something peculiar about this Grand Assembly of the Thousand Races; an important participant seemed to be missing.

Indeed, the Demon Race.

Up until now, not a single demon from the Demon Mountains had been seen.

Could it be that the Demon Race had decided not to attend this Grand Assembly?

This speculation excited many people.

If the Demon Race truly does not attend this grand assembly of a thousand clans, then correspondingly, the other races and Sects will have a slightly greater chance of victory.

After all, the strength of the Demon Race is still very formidable.

With this thought in mind, the clans convened at the City Lord’s Mansion, commencing the feast.

Today, the City Lord’s Mansion was brightly lit and bustling with activity.

Individuals from the great Sects were all arranged to be hosted in the inner hall.

Meanwhile, some of the smaller Sects simply set up banquet tables in the courtyard.

Owing to the multitude of guests, the vast City Lord’s Mansion was packed to the brim.

When Hua You’an, with Jia Ning and Song A in tow, arrived at the City Lord’s Mansion, the street in front was already clogged with various carriages.

Of course, there were even more Cultivators who flew directly to the location.

Just standing on the street, one could see countless streaks of light continuously falling into the City Lord’s Mansion, drawing gasps of amazement from the crowd of onlookers.

Hua You’an dismounted from his carriage halfway down the street and walked to the front gate, then straightened his attire and strode inside with his head held high.

“Hold on, what are you doing?” a shrill voice sounded, followed by a flamboyantly dressed gatekeeper that stopped the three of them.

“We are here to attend the banquet! Here is the invitation!” Hua You’an uttered as he pulled out the gold-trimmed invitation and handed it to the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper looked it over and his expression suddenly became very odd.

“Hehe, it’s the Hua Clan…” When he mentioned the Hua Clan, the gatekeeper’s voice was intentionally elongated.

Before Hua You’an could speak, Song A could no longer hold back and came up, saying in a cold tone, “What about the Hua Clan? We have an invitation, and with so many people here, what’s the meaning of singling us out?”

The gatekeeper dismissively curled his lip and tossed the invitation back, then said in an arrogant tone.

“I can check whoever I want, is it any of your business?”

By this time, a crowd had gathered around to watch the excitement; upon seeing Hua You’an and his companions’ black hair and eyes, they all began to whisper among themselves.

“It’s the Hua Clan!”

“Tsk tsk, they actually dared to come!”

The murmurs made Hua You’an feel as though there were thorns at his back, but he still repressed his anger and stopped Song A, who was about to erupt in rage.

“Since there’s no problem, may we enter now?”

“Sure, please, go ahead!” said the gatekeeper in a sardonic tone.

Just then, two streaks of golden light flew over, landing on the ground; it was Wan Chengyi and his disciple Shan Ruoling from the Garan Sect.

Upon seeing these two, the gatekeeper, who was originally haughty, immediately switched to a sycophantic smile.

“It turns out to be the Garan Sect’s Protector, please come inside!”

To be a gatekeeper here, the first requirement was to possess an extremely sharp eye, able to discern a person’s lineage and Sect through various details.

In this regard, the gatekeeper did quite well.

Wan Chengyi nodded slightly.

Meanwhile, Hua You’an, still leading the angry Song A and Jia Ning, proceeded inside.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going? Is that place for you? People from the Hua Clan should go to the side hall. Really lacks tact!” The gatekeeper turned and saw Hua You’an preparing to enter the great hall, and at once reverted to a sharp and snide demeanor, shouting.

Even Hua You’an could no longer hold back, and shouted angrily, “Are you deliberately targeting people from the Hua Clan?”

“So what if I am?” The gatekeeper showed no sign of fear, ready to continue his diatribe.

It was then that Wan Chengyi suddenly spoke, “Does a gatekeeper dare to be so insolent?”

The moment he spoke, the gatekeeper’s complexion turned pale, “Protector, this…”

Wan Chengyi said indifferently, “Scram!”

Naturally, the gatekeeper dared not show any displeasure toward Wan Chengyi; upon hearing the command, he immediately scurried away.

Afterward, Wan Chengyi stepped forward slightly, and with a small smile, said, “So you all are the representatives from the Hua Clan attending the grand assembly of a thousand clans?”